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  1. Public Bookmark 21

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    He was seventeen again. He didn’t want to be. He hated this time of his life. Yet there he was back in boot camp, listening to the drill sergeant yell instructions as aggressively as possible, the usual. Z felt terribly out of place, forced up to Georgia for the infantry portion of training. Z felt uneasy watching how the other men cheered and riled each other up. Something felt wrong, this wasn’t ever mentioned in the pamphlets and ceremonies. Despite his concern, he knew better than to question the sergeant. That never ended well.

    Behind him a gunshot exploded, and an unexpected man’s voice screamed out in pain. As Z swung back around, he heard a heavy thud and saw a fellow trainee on the ground clutching his neck. Z’s breath catches in his throat watching blood spurt and pool from the wound on the man’s neck.

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    Z has a nightmare where he’s 17 again in boot camp, young and weak. After a series of misunderstandings Z finds himself running for his life, dodging violent men and clinging to his gun. Blood fills his mind.

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    05 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    ReGect is bored. He ends up wondering what Ze’s doing-who has been offline all day. Then, as always, nothing goes as planned. ReGect somehow finds himself if Ze’s home, and now they both have to deal with their own struggles. But maybe they’re no longer alone in it.

     

    "They shot up to sit on the floor. He looked down at himself. WHAT THE FUCK. It was no longer some blocky jumbled mess, but had a more corporeal form. Still not quite “human” though. It was really fuckin strange. He had his half-torso. When he touched it he could feel it was there, just invisible. His legs were the same, one visible one not, still with the chain around his ankle. His feet looked weird and… padded? Now that he had a better look, his whole body was kinda furry. Ok, what.

    ReGect was starting to feel the situation hit him and began to lose his shit. When did this happen? How did he get in this body? Is this his body? Can this be reversed? WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING??!?!?"

     

    ReGect-he/they/it (agender, but usually referred to as a ‘guy’)

    Ze-he/him/his (male)

    Moe-she/they (female)

    tumblr for asks, q&a's, art, etc.: https://www.tumblr.com/aliurophile109

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    04 Jun 2026

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    “I-”

    “No.” Ze cut it off quickly. “What even are you? Who are you?”

    “What-” It stuttered. “Dude, it’s me! Like,” It looked down at its clawed hands and back up at Ze. “You can’t be serious? Ze, it’s me. Regect?”

    “Prove it!”

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    The Eyes are really getting to Ze now. Hopefully this doesn't force him to be closer to his entity friends that would suck (for no one) :3

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    02 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 4

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    Bread didn't plan for this. He didn't plan to be slumped over a hospital bed with Banana in his arms, begging... pleading even, to any form of god, hoping that his best friend makes it out of this alive. Too bad the world likes to work against him. Who knows what he might do without Banana, who knows what lengths he might go to, to bring him back.

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    27 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 3

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    “I'm… okay.” He murmured to the awaiting air, forcing himself to turn his head away from his wrist. Something strange twisted in his gut.

    Kenadian could barely even remember how he got in this situation. He knew there was an anonymous letter, some invitation to try and escape their classic prison puzzle, and that at some point he'd been splashed with some unknown potion (maybe something like regen?), but past that everything was fuzzy.

    “I'm okay.”

     

    Or, our favorite catboy gets stuck in a bedrock prison and doesn’t handle it very well.

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    22 May 2026